Gratitude

All my words fall short

I got nothing new

How could I express

All my gratitude?

I could sing these songs

As I often do

But every song must end

And You never do

So I throw up my hands

And praise You again and again

'Cause all that I have is a hallelujah, hallelujah

And I know it's not much

But I've nothing else fit for a king

Except for a heart singing, "Hallelujah, hallelujah"

I've got one response

I've got just one move

With my arms stretched wide

I will worship You

So I throw up my hands

And praise You again and again

'Cause all that I have is a hallelujah, hallelujah

And I know it's not much

But I've nothing else fit for a king

Except for a heart singing, "Hallelujah, hallelujah"

So come on, my soul

Oh, don't you get shy on me

Lift up your song

'Cause you've got a lion inside of those lungs

Get up and praise the Lord

Oh, come on, my soul

Oh, don't you get shy on me

Lift up your song

'Cause you've got a lion inside of those lungs

Get up and praise the Lord

Come on, my soul

Oh, don't you get shy on me

Lift up your song

'Cause you've got a lion inside of those lungs

Get up and praise the Lord

Hey

Praise the Lord

Praise the Lord

Ooh, ah-ooh

Ooh, ah

Praise the Lord

Ah

Praise

So I throw up my hands

Praise You again and again

'Cause all that I have is a hallelujah, hallelujah

And I know it's not much

But I've nothing else fit for a king

Except for a heart singing, "Hallelujah, hallelujah"